"I see. It seems that my son, Maxwell, is really a good boy!" Kate stroked Maxwell's face and pretended to smile. Then she took out the bag in her other hand and said, "Come on, this is the sweater my mother made for you. It happens that the air conditioner in the greenhouse is on in the afternoon. I'm afraid it will be a little cold. Go to the changing room and put on the sweater my mother made for you!"
Maxwell was very surprised. She took the bag from Kate's hand and looked at it. "Did you really make a sweater for me?"
"Of course!" Kate had already regarded this sweater as her own work and lied naturally. "When I went to the Ali Enterprises to see you for the first time that day, wasn't Nia knitting a sweater? I thought that I was your biological mother. I couldn't watch other women knitting it for you, and I had to weave one for you. So when I returned to the Bishop Family, I began to buy hair threads. I am very satisfied with the sweater I made.